Yoga every damn day

Once upon a time, the thought of practising yoga just wasn’t something I would entertain. I thought it slow, boring and didn’t think it would result in much of a sweat being broken – let alone making any changes to my body. But those were the days where life was all go. My sole focus […]

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Day: …and so it begins.

Ok enough. No seriously, enough now. Since our last holiday, which let me remind you, was LAST SEPTEMBER 2016 – I haven’t lifted a weight. I haven’t crunched a single sit up. And I haven’t been been remotely conscious of what has (accidentally) slipped through my pie hole. 

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Day: Shameless confessions

Tomorrow is the start of December. The start of it being officially acceptable to do festive type stuff; put the tree up, drink mulled wine, wear knitted snowflake jumpers, listen to Buble’s Christmas album, and best of all… have a constant offering of Quality Street on the go (‘cept I don’t offer them).

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